Thursday, February 21, 2008

Mission Statement: Impossible

The year was 2002. Everyone was listening to a promising new artist named Alicia Keys. The Osbournes won an Emmy for best reality show. Scientists reported a new type of black hole. A little indie movie called My Big Fat Greek Wedding struck box office gold. Martha Stewart was accused of insider trading. And I was an idealistic young children's director, fresh out of college and ready to change the world.

According to some experts, I couldn't change the world until I'd written a mission statement (not to be confused with a vision statement, which I apparently also needed.) So I got right to work. I toiled over those mission and vision statements. I wanted them to encapsulate every single conviction about children's ministry that I'd come to embrace over four years of college. And I didn't want them to sound like everyone else's mission and vision statements. Mine had to be unique. Distinctive. Awe-inspiring. To put it bluntly: the best children's ministry mission and vision statements ever written.

So after much labor, I finally produced two dazzling statements. And then I forgot them a week later. To this day, I really don't know what our children's ministry mission and vision statements are. I think they might have something to do with discipleship, but I could be wrong.

Thus, I think Isaac Watts' amazing hymn, Let Children Hear The Mighty Deeds is going to become our new mission statement. It pretty much sums up my major convictions about children's ministry and it rhymes!

Let children hear the mighty deeds
Which God performed of old;
Which in our younger years we saw,
And which our fathers told.

He bids us make His glories known,
His works of power and grace;
And we’ll convey His wonders down
Through every rising race.

Our lips shall tell them to our sons,
And they again to theirs;
That generations yet unborn
May teach them to their heirs.

Thus shall they learn in God alone,
Their hope securely stands;
That they may ne’er forget His works,
But practice His commands.

Sunday, February 10, 2008

Sit Down, You're Rockin' The Vote

As I've said before, I think voting is pretty swell and not just because you get a nifty "I Voted" sticker (although I always wear that sticker for the entirety of election day.) So, it's no surprise that I was rather miffed when I read that Dr. James Dobson plans not to vote in the 2008 election if Senator John McCain receives the Republican nomination.

I'm tempted to launch into an "everyone and their brother needs to vote" rant, but I'm discovering the importance of thinking before I blog. Therefore, I'll put a few questions to you instead.

1. Do you think it's ever appropriate to abstain from voting? If so, when?

2. What potential good could come from abstaining from voting?

Your thoughts and opinions would be most appreciated. And a quick shout out to JP Sander! See, now you've been mentioned on a blog.

Thursday, February 07, 2008

I've Got The Music In Me

"How Can I Keep From Singing?" is not only an excellent hymn by Robert Lowry, but it could also be the title of my autobiography. I seriously sing all the time. I sing "Jenny, that was so stupid" to myself when I do something stupid. I sing harmony to every song on the radio (with the exception of any wretched tune by James Blunt or Snow Patrol.) I sing "Why are we going so slow?" when I'm behind a driver doing 30 in a 65 mph zone. I sing "I'm so excited!" if a friend tells me we're going out for ice cream. I sing "Let's go out to the lobby, let's go out to the lobby, let's go out to the lobby, and have ourselves a story" when I'm coaxing my Sunday schoolers to come out for story time (they're even faster if I threaten to continue singing.)

While you may not enjoy spending half of your day in song, I hope you enjoy this fantastic hymn. It's climbing the charts and may actually break into my top ten (it's currently neck and neck with "Love Divine, All Loves Excelling.")

My life flows on in endless song;
Above earth’s lamentation
I hear the sweet though far off hymn
That hails a new creation:
Through all the tumult and the strife
I hear the music ringing;
It finds an echo in my soul,
How can I keep from singing?

What though my joys and comforts die?
The Lord my Savior liveth;
What though the darkness gather round!
Songs in the night He giveth:
No storm can shake my inmost calm
While to that refuge clinging;
Since Christ is Lord of Heav’n and earth,
How can I keep from singing?

I lift mine eyes; the cloud grows thin;
I see the blue above it;
And day by day this pathway smoothes
Since first I learned to love it:
The peace of Christ makes fresh my heart,
A fountain ever springing:
All things are mine since I am His,
How can I keep from singing?

Tuesday, February 05, 2008

It's A Bird, It's a Plane . . .

It's Super Tuesday!

I truly enjoy voting and went to the polls this morning all bright eyed and bushy tailed.

When I gave my address and last name to one of the volunteers, he looked at his roster and then said "Republican" in a slightly surprised tone.

I jokingly remarked, "Yeah, I think I'm probably one of three in this area" to which the other volunteer replied, "Actually, I think there are six."

Vote early, and vote often!